Quotes About Tears

I think women are brought into the world to be unhappy," Madame Madeleine said. "If you are pretty you walk the dangerous path with pitfalls on either side of it, and if you are plain there are no pitfalls but you weep bitter tears of frustration!

I cried for a little while, taking a kind of melancholy delight in my own tears, and then I fell asleep.

Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and trickled into my ears. I thought, 'I even cry in a humble, common way, with tears flowing into my ears.' But the humble, common tears had relieved me[...]

Sometimes grown-ups cry when they're happy. That's what I'm doing. I'm crying because I'm happy.

I love him, and I hate him. I can't help it. I'm sure he feels much the same way. We've shared some of the best days of our lives and some of the worst. We understand each other, and yet we don't. We make each other laugh, and we make each other cry.

There was an aura about 1914 that caused those who sensed it to shiver for mankind. Tears came even to the most bold and resolute.

The Naval Minister next challenged the War Minister to a duel, but after fervent efforts by their colleagues to separate and calm the combatants, he embraced Messimy in tears and was persuaded to resign for reasons of health.

We have a bitter power who laugh at pain, Who laugh and laugh -- for tears are shed in vain.

Deep Love is slow of speech and void of art; Silence and timid tears reveal his heart. But shallow Love is ever eloquent To mouth his meagre passion -- and depart.

What do you get when you cross a donkey with an onion? A piece of ass that brings tears to your eyes.

A womans tears add a spice to her malice.

Spring passes and the birds cry out—tears in the eyes of fishes

It is at once by way of poetry and through poetry, as with music, that the soul glimpses splendors from beyond the tomb; and when an exquisite poem brings one's eyes to the point of tears, those tears are not evidence of an excess of joy, they are witness far more to an exacerbated melancholy, a disposition of the nerves, a nature exiled among imperfect things, which would like to possess, without delay, a paradise revealed on this very same earth.

The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart's-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet's journal, writ in fire and tears... Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years...

And in her eyes you see nothing No sign of love behind the tears Cried for no one A love that should have lasted years

Dear precious Diary, I am baptizing you with my tears. I know we have to leave and that one day I will even have to leave my father and mother's home and go into a home of my own. But ever I will take you with me.

I remember sitting in the theater watching 'Bridesmaids,' and I'm doubled over laughing, and then I'm crying in the same movie. It's the overwhelming feeling, as I'm looking up and seeing these women, and I'm realizing how rare it is to see that.

The dreadful thing about getting older is you cry at the drop of a hat.

I cry at the drop of a hat.

She would wonder what had hurt her when she found her face wet with tears, and then would wonder how she could have been hurt without knowing it.

And Summer, dear Summer, hath years of June, With large white clouds, and cool showers at noon; And a beauty that grows to a weight like grief, Till a burst of tears is the heart's relief.

Then we're all happy." "That we are indeed!" answered the princess, sobbing.

Surely this youth will not serve our ends,' said I, 'for he weeps.' The old woman smiled. 'Past tears are present strength,' said she. 'Oh!' said my brother, 'I saw you weep once over an eagle you shot.' 'That was because it was so like you, brother,' I replied; 'but indeed, this youth may have better cause for tears than that—I was wrong.' 'Wait

they say that time heals all things, they say you can always forget; but the smiles and the tears across the years they twist my heart strings yet!